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Oops, must have hit a lung.
A hand grips my hair and jerks me upright, twisting me around until I’m looking directly into Tristan’s burning green eyes. “Enough, I need to bury my cock inside your pretty pussy, Little Darling.” His other hand grips my throat and pulls my mouth to his.
The kiss is impatient and aggressive, full of lips and teeth and tongue. I moan into it, heat pulsing through me.
My hands grab at his shirt trying to tear it from his body, but my hand is still gripping the knife in my hand. I use the knife to cut down the center of the shirt. Tristan doesn’t have the same issue, the ripping sound barely registers in my ears before the cool air is against my bare breasts.
Derek presses his already naked body against my back, his hand through my hair and wrapping it around his hand. At the same time Tristan drops to his knees in front of me, his mouth closing over a nipple as his hand squeezes my other breast.
My heart is racing and the adrenaline is pumping through me. Derek wrenches my head to the side as his teeth nip and bite at my neck, moving progressively toward my jaw.
Tristan bites into the flesh of my breast hard enough to bruise, and I gasp loudly. Derek takes advantage, thrusting his tongue into my open mouth, tugging my head back further by my hair. Pain and pleasure swirls through me and collides together, trying to overwhelm my senses.
There’s another flash of pain as my underwear is ripped from my body before fingers are being thrust inside my pussy. I don’t even know whose fingers are inside of me, all I know is they feel so good as they push in and out, while another is pressed against my clit.
I moan and whimper against Derek’s mouth. They already have me racing toward an orgasm, my pussy tightening around the fingers inside me before they curl and hit that perfect spot. My orgasm crashes over me, my body trembling as Derek swallows my cries with his lips and tongue.
Tristan releases my breasts and I feel his tongue lick over the tender flesh of his bite mark, the slight sting telling me he broke the skin with his teeth. The fingers leave my pussy and Derek releases my head in time for me to see Tristan licking his fingers clean. The sight makes me burn hotter for them.
Tristan drops further back on the ground, pulling me with him by my hand. “Ride my face, Little Darling. I want to worship my Queen on my back, drown me with your cum.”
Derek releases me and I obey, kneeling on either side of Tristan’s head and lowering myself to him. He grows impatient again and wraps his hands around my thighs, pulling me down onto his face. The first swipe of his tongue has a loud moan escaping me.
Then Tristan starts to devour my pussy with an enthusiasm that has me shaking and moaning. I roll my hips in a rhythm that has another orgasm building.
I barely notice Derek until he is standing beside me, his hard cock moving through his hand as he brings it to my face. I open my mouth eagerly for him, groaning at the taste of him heavy on my tongue, as he pushes straight to the back of my throat.
He grabs a fistful of my hair as he holds me down on his cock and I gag around him, the flexing of my throat letting him push even further down. “That’s it, Little Darling, choke on my cock.”
Pulling back, he starts thrusting hard into my mouth, pushing into my throat each time. Very quickly the only sounds echoing around the room are our moans, my whimpers and the wet sounds of me sucking Derek’s cock as I grind down on Tristan’s face.
The second orgasm hits me quickly, my whole body convulsing as the pleasure washes through me. Derek groans, and I feel the pulse of his cock seconds before the taste of his cum slides down my throat.
I scrape my teeth against him as he pulls himself from my mouth and he growls at me. I smirk in response.
My world tilts suddenly and then I’m looking up at a grinning Tristan as he drags my legs up before thrusting his cock hard into my pussy. My back arches off the floor as a stunning combination of pleasure and pain hits me. The feeling of Tristan’s piercings scraping the sensitive walls of my pussy adding to the whirlwind inside of me.
My hands move across the ground beneath me trying to find something to hang on to, but my arms just slide through the wetness. Looking at my arms as I hold them up, all I can see is blood and I can’t bring myself to feel any sympathy or remorse.
He pulls back and thrusts hard again, his hips slapping against mine painfully. “You feel so fucking good, Little Darling.” He thrusts again and sets a rough, hard rhythm.
Tristan’s hand wraps around my throat and my pussy tightens around him in response, dragging another groan from him. He suddenly rolls us so that I’m back on top, I rock my hips, the feeling of his cock moving inside of me has me clenching and a desperate moan escaping me.
Tristan stills my movements with a grip on my hip while he uses the grip of his other hand on my throat to drag my lips back down and onto his. We both moan into the kiss, but it turns into a whimper as a finger circles my ass before pushing slowly into it.
Tristan keeps shifting his hips as the finger moves in and out of me, then another finger pushes in. “Please,” I whimper, the sensations overwhelming my body until all I can feel is pleasure.
“Please what, Little Darling? Are you going to let me fuck your ass while my brother fucks that pretty little pussy?” Derek growls in my ear before adding another finger and scissoring them, stretching me deliciously.
“Yes, Please.” I’ve never agreed to do anything so fast. My hips are rocking onto Tristan’s cock and then back onto Derek’s fingers as the sounds tumble from me.
The fingers disappear and Derek’s hand firmly presses to my back to push me further against Tristan’s chest. The fingers around my throat tighten as Tristan pulls my lips back to his, licking and nipping at them.
Derek starts pushing inside of me and my body is drowning in the sensations. The pain of him stretching my ass to the limits while Tristan’s cock stretches my pussy has my body shaking between them.
The time seems to stretch as he pushes his pierced cock deeper until he is completely buried. Derek groans as he pauses for a moment. “You’re so fucking tight.”
He drags his cock back before thrusting in again, and I cry out. The pain is starting to give way to the pleasure as he repeats the movement. All the while Tristan stays still to allow me time to adjust.
